'They reached the carriage-drive of Toad Hill to find, as the Badger had anticipated, a shiny new motor-car, of great size, painted a bright red (Toad's favorite colour), standing in front of the house. As they neared the door it was flung open, and Mr Toad, arrayed in goggles, cap, gaiters, and enormous overcoat, came swaggering down the steps, drawing on his gauntleted gloves.'
Stepped right out of the classic story Wind in the Willows, was my 18 year old son. He normally doesn't like to have his picture taken, however at the moment, he came to me and said "Take my picture."
What a fun experience I was blessed with.